Track day
Did the weirdest thing yesterday, something I haven’t done in 22 years: I went to the track. If you don’t...
Toxic Waste is My Life
Rebekah painted this on the driveway for me the other day. The island is Toxic Waste Island. Where the crazy...
Odd anniversary
Exactly 27 years ago today, I packed up and moved off to the Salt City, first to work for three...
Say it three times fast
Got my allergy shots this afternoon. Had to drag the girls along. On the way home, Rebekah asked, “How many...
Movies, movies, movies
And some books. But mostly movies. Without even getting to the drive-in yet this summer, we’ve been downing movies like...
Too tired to write
There is just too much summer activity this year. I’m exhausted. Can’t write. Look at pretty picture instead:
Aimee
As usual, Aimee Mann’s latest is slowly crawling under my skin and taking over. Her songs don’t jump out from...
Stars, rising and falling
Well, as predicted, Kirsten Gum’s star, at least as measured by hits to my blog, has faded somewhat with the...
Bridge out
What happens when a flyover 90 feet in the air, positioned over a major bridge, an interstate and local streets,...
Bliss
I have found bliss at the bottom of a bag of Chappaqua Crunch Granola with dried raspberries. Two words: raspberry...